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Cregan Stark was nervous about the impending arrival of the king.  He had done what he had to do, his uncle never would have given up power but the right to rule over Winterfell and the North was his, not the regent's.  The men had rallied around Cregan, declaring him their lord.  But this had gotten the attention of the King.  Funny, how inconsequential the North was to the crown until now. 

King Viserys and his family were making the long journey North.  A dragon circled above and he felt the same dread that must have filled his ancestors.   Soon he might burn for actions, but he stood by them nonetheless.  He handed his infant son Rickon to his sister half-sister Sara and told them both to get inside.  But he did not dismiss his direwolf, a large beast with fur as black as the night and piercing yellow eyes.  Midnight was its name.  Together they stood their ground as the dragon landed and a Targaryen dismounted.

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The journey south has been a long one, each battle hard.  Was it worth it in the end ?  With neither ruler alive ?  The young prince Aegon, a child of ten and one, would soon be named king.  The pin signifying the lord as Hand of King sits above his heart.  Heavy is the metal.  Like a curse.  Every decision he makes will be written down in the histories.  It will ripple out affecting generations of men and women.  He supposes that it's always been like that.  But it felt different but in the North.  Here in King's Landing, he can see the effects of war.  He saw it his whole march down.  And he sees it so clearly in the Queen. 

❝  Your Grace,  ❞       Cregan greets Helaena as does nearly everyday, with a rough voice but a warm smile.  Grief.  Madness.  Some say she has always been this way.  The pair only year apart in age.  He can't help but feel for her.  Especially when his eyes wander over to her children who aren't much older than his own.  Death looms over them both.       ❝  How are the crickets today ?  ❞       He thinks it'll be easier if he asks about the bugs instead of her.  It's easier to talk of wolves and insects than politics and loss.  He takes a seat close to her, but still a respectful distance away.  

a STARTER for 𝙷𝙴𝙻𝙰𝙴𝙽𝙰 𝚃𝙰𝚁𝙶𝙰𝚁𝚈𝙴𝙽 / @roseguided